LORENZO BARBERIS Di recente, un dipinto della pittrice monregalese Carla Tomatis – quello riportato in copertina del presente articolo – è stato selezionato quale cover del catalogo 2016 dell’Accademia di Santa Sara di Alessandria, realtà espositiva guidata dal critico Flavio…
RINO GIACHINO Mio padre fumava trinciato forte, un tabacco nero, dal profumo intenso. Mi mandava a comprarlo insieme alle cartine nel negozio dei Gavarino, sempre e solo un pacchetto perché era sicuro che sarebbe stato l’ultimo. Smise parecchie volte di…
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FRANCESCO GRANATIERO Cíle Da qui si doveva cominciare: il cielo. WISŁAWA SZYMBORSKA, La fine e l’inizio Lustre o scurde, vacande, tu nne ste’ sckitte ngíle ca tuttecòuse ammande e trapaniscjë, oi cíle. Càlete o fridde, mbile la crone che me…
DOMINIKA MACHULSKA «Un gruppo di persone che condivide un obiettivo comune può raggiungere l’impossibile» ovvero sull’importanza del lavoro collettivo. «Come funzionano le associazioni? Quali sono i meccanismi e le circostanze che conducono alla costituzione dei gruppi e che ne condizionano…
GABRIELLA MONGARDI. Non si ringrazieranno mai abbastanza la casa editrice Fusta e il traduttore Claudio Panella per aver reso disponibili finalmente in italiano questi racconti di Emmanuel Bove, capolavori della narrativa primonovecentesca europea non meno dei racconti di Kafka o…
come la vela come la vela che fedele al vento strappa se stessa pur di seguirlo anche se sa che seconda comunque sarà alla nuvola che del tuono nera è il corpo irraggiungibile il lamento così è il mio pensare…
